54/M/The Exclusion Zone Married to Mrs. Timetable.
Surreal picture by Justin Peters.
New book "Exiled to Dusk" available here:
https://poetizer.com/book/ba36575e-df93-482e-9279-e97ae0b7bc13 898 followers / 32.7k words
My empty surroundings My bare shabby walls All gets forgotten When my true love calls The roof keeps on leaking Bound by brick over brick Still I sit and admire How much the two of us click Ash in the fireplace Mud on the floor You know you’re the one That I sure adore Holes in the staircase My plumbings caput But I’d walk with no feet Just to be kept afoot
where the moon glistens every night different shades of colour where the stars dance and the sun would burst where humans can breathe underwater and fly though the fresh air where scars heal as soon as you were hurt